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Chapter 406 - 406 395 Three Battles Three Victories

406: Chapter 395: Three Battles, Three Victories 406: Chapter 395: Three Battles, Three Victories Yue Feng lifted his rod to stab the fish!

The force coming from the tip was slightly intense—double tails!

Why did Yue Feng switch from the Hua Clan’s float to his own usual one?

Actually, it didn’t matter before, but the key was choosing the right moment to catch the double tails.

The float produced by the system made the slight movements very clear, which greatly reduced the risk of misjudgment.

Seeing the double tails brought out of the water, Yang Wenjian finally reacted.

Yue Feng was really cunning—he was getting ready to shake up the basics, catch the double tails and sprint at the end!

Indeed, it was the final sprint.

Duan Peng was continuously catching double tails, and Yue Feng was catching them at a similar pace.

Nobody was giving in, alternating rod lifts one after the other.

Even if the opponent’s layer of fish was slightly thicker, being faster by just a second and a half didn’t matter to the overall situation anymore.

Yue Feng had at least a forty-fish lead earlier, making it impossible for anyone to catch up.

The last five minutes

The last minute.

Yang Wenjian’s phone alarm went off—the fishing stopped!

The moment the alarm sounded, Yue Feng just happened to hit two fish with his rod, but according to the competition rules, these two fish wouldn’t count.

A smile curled up at the corners of Yue Feng’s mouth.

Under everyone’s gaze, he unhesitatingly unhooked the fish with his hand and casually tossed them back into the pond.

Seeing the relaxed and joyful expression and actions of Yue Feng, Duan Peng squinted his eyes slightly,

“Where do you start counting the score?” Yang Wenjian, acting as the judge for the fish counting, casually asked.

Sitting on the other end, Xiao Hai raised his hand, “Let’s start from our side!”

Soon, Yang Wenjian walked over with a large Bait Opening Bowl used for bait preparation.

Xiao Hai felt that he had performed quite well in this round and confidently picked up his Fish Guard, pouring all the fish into the Bait Opening Bowl and began counting: fifty, sixty, seventy…

In the end, the fish haul in forty minutes was 117!

Hearing this score, Yue Feng relaxed a bit.

If he remembered correctly, he had caught 148 fish!

He had at least thirty more fish than this score.

“This pond hasn’t been fished in a long time; the fishing isn’t as fast as before, but one hundred seventeen in forty minutes should be among the top few, right?” Xiao Hai confidently said to Lei Ming and Yang Wenjian next to him.

Old Yang laughed and shook his head without saying anything, continuing to lift up Zhao Zheng’s Fish Guard.

He hadn’t even started counting yet when Xiao Hai, who was confident just moments ago, felt a bit embarrassed.

Just by looking, it seemed that Zhao Zheng’s catch was no less than his, maybe even a bit more.

After the counting, indeed, Zhao Zheng ended with 126 fish, nine more than Xiao Hai!

“I thought the experts in the club would be much better, but it seems they’re not too different.

I even caught more than him!”

Seeing that he had surpassed Xiao Hai, Zhao Zheng didn’t miss the chance to show off, casually pulling out a cigarette from his pocket and shared them around, half-joking, half stating facts.

In this round, Zhao Zheng felt he performed much better than the day before.

Yue Feng had seriously prepared the bait, both in condition and taste, which was much better than the public bait prepared by Guan Ping’an yesterday.

The most obvious point was that if the float was given the cue, there were almost no empty shots at stopping the bite, which indirectly showed that the bait was more on point.

After counting Zhao Zheng’s total, the third one was Lei Ming.

Lei Ming’s catch didn’t amount to much more.

After the counting, it was 121, slightly more than Xiao Hai but less than Zhao Zheng.

Just Zhao Zheng alone had beaten two professional anglers.

The faces of the few visitors were a bit embarrassed—where was the color they were supposed to show them?

Well, that did not go as planned, trying to show off without full understanding.

If Duan Peng causes any more troubles, the trio would definitely capsize.

“I guess I’m going to be at the bottom, I performed too poorly!” Before Qin Hu’s Fish Guard could pick it up, he admitted quite aware of his situation.

Sandwiched between Yue Feng on the left and Lei Ming on the right, Qin Hu was in an awkward position with only sporadic catches earlier, and the rate of catching fish had not picked up even after halfway through the competition.

Yue Feng started to catch fish that bit at both tails.

His biting even paused for a few minutes, and although he wasn’t sure about his exact pick count, it was definitely not 120—surpassing 100 would already be considered a significant overperformance!

“An ugly wife will meet her in-laws, sooner or later.

Good or bad performance, we’ll know once we count!” Yang Wenjian said with a smile as he casually picked up Qin Hu’s Fish Guard.

Just by estimating, it was obvious that Qin Hu’s catch was much less.

It looked even more so after dumping them in the bowl.

After counting, there were only 87 fish, nearly 40 less than Zhao Zheng, who had the highest count so far.

“Anyway, the first place sweeps all, it doesn’t matter!”

Qin Hu rubbed his cheeks, forcing himself to find a way to save face.

His skin felt feverish, and he wished he could find a crack in the ground to crawl into.

Yue Feng grinned, “Just couldn’t find the rhythm for fishing.

Just practice more; the basic skills are not that different actually!”

Yang Wenjian gave Yue Feng a meaningful glance without saying a word, and casually picked up his Fish Guard, dumping all the fish into the bowl.

“Damn, so many!!!”

Zhao Zheng thought he was almost certain to win, but he couldn’t help exclaiming in surprise after seeing his buddy Yue Feng’s catch was quite a bit more than his own.

The count was quickly done—149 fish, one more than what Yue Feng had anticipated!

“The guy next to me went easy on me!

Otherwise, I couldn’t have caught so many!” Yue Feng grinned harmlessly and said.

To others, these words might seem to offer a way out, but to Duan Peng, it felt worse than slapping himself in the face.

Damn it, he had been giving his all to fish with high frequency, aiming for Floating Fishing, but in the opponent’s words, it turned out to be going easy, which was unbearable.

The last Fish Guard was brought up and counted.

Duan Peng ultimately had 125 fish, one less than Zhao Zheng, ranking him third!

“Oh, how embarrassing, to have let me win by fluke!

I appreciate your leniency, so much!” Yue Feng said cheerfully, rubbing his hands.

Duan Peng’s face looked a bit ugly, but a bet was a bet, and he quickly pulled out banknotes from his pocket, paying up the wager they had agreed upon before the competition started.

The whole fishing event, including preparation and post-match count, took less than an hour, earning Yue Feng a neat 250 dollars.

Even after deducting what he owed Zhao Zheng, he still had two hundred left.

That was truly a profitable deal.

“Playing more?

Shall we continue?” Yue Feng asked, pocketing the money.

Duan Peng gritted his teeth, “Let’s play!”

With the leader Duan Peng agreeing to continue, Xiao Hai and Lei Ming naturally wouldn’t drop out, and Zhao Zheng and Qin Hu also agreed, so the six men continued their fishing duel.

In the second fishing round, Duan Peng no longer focused on fishing with high frequency like Floating Fishing but switched to the same depth-based strategy as Yue Feng.

Although he felt he performed well, upon counting the fish, his 136 fell short again against Yue Feng’s 151.

The third round was almost a replica of the second, with Yue Feng securing first place again with a count of 155 fish.

Duan Peng had 140, a difference of 15.

After the third round of fishing duels ended, Yue Feng looked at his watch and asked, “Oh, it’s almost lunchtime.

Shall we continue, or resume in the afternoon?”